d
a
d
c
a
d
b
d
a c e
c
d
d
a
d
d
a
a
a
d
d d
c
a
a
d
c
d
d c
b
a
d
a
d
a
c
d
a
d
a
c
a
e
c
d
a
d
c
d
d
a
good
pe
ni worthes, but mon
y
can
not
moue,
I
keepe a fayer,
but
8
good
pe
ni worthes but mon
y
can
not
moue,
I keepe
a
fayer
but
good
pe
ni worthes, but mony can
not
moue,
I keep
a
fayer,
but
Good pen
ni worths but mon
y
can
not
moue,
I
keepe a
faier
but
Realization of
Lute Tablature
Lute
c
d
a
d
c
d
a
d
d
d
c
a
d
a
c
d
d
c
a
d
d
c
a
d
a
b
d
d
a
c
d
a
c
d
a
a
c
d
c
c
d
a
Basso
Fine knacks for La
dies,
cheap, choise, braue and
new,
Tenore
8
Fine knacks for La
dies,
cheap, choise, braue and
new,
Alto
Fine knacks for La
dies,
cheape,choise, braue and
new,
Canto
Fine knacks for la
dies,
cheape choise braue
and
new,
JOHN DOWLAND, FINE KNACKS FOR LADIES
(The Second Booke of Songs or Ayres, 1600, no. 12)
5
b
d
a
d
c
d
c
d
a
b
d
a
a
c
d
a
a
d
c
a
c
c
d
a
d
c
c
e
a
d
a
c
d
d
a
c
a
a
d
d
b
d
d
a
c
a
e
though
all
my
wares bee
trash, the heart is
true,
is true,
the
8
though
all
my
wares be
trash,
the heart, the heart is true.
ij.
though
all
my
wares
be trash,
the
heart
is true,
ij.
Though
all
my
10
wares bee
trash
the hart is true,
c
a
b
c
a
a
c
a
b
d
d
c
a
f
e
e
c
a
d
a
a
d
e
c
a
a
c
c
c
d
a b d
a
c
c
a
d
.
.
d
c
e
a
a
b
a
a
d
e
f
f
d
for the fayer to
view,
a
beg ger
may
be
li
be rall
of love:
8
for the fayer
to view,
a beg
ger may
be
li
be rall
of love,
for the fayer to
view,
a
beg ger
may
be
li
be rall of
love,
for the faier to
view,
a beg
ger
may
bee
li
be rall of
loue,
Dowland, Fine knacks for ladies, p. 2
a
d
a
c
d
f
c
c
a
c
e
c
a
d
a
d
c
d
a
a
e
b
c
d
a
d
c
a
d
c
a
d
c
d
d
e
f
f
d
heart
is
true, ij.
the
heart
is
true.
8
is
true, the heart is
true, the heart
is
true.
ij.
is
true.
the hart
is true,
the hart
is
true.
Dowland, Fine knacks for ladies, p. 3
Great gifts are guiles and looke for gifts againe,
My trifles come, as treasures from my minde,
It is a precious Iewell to bee plaine,
Sometimes in shell th’ orienst pearles we finde,
Of others take a sheafe, of mee a graine,
Of mee a graine,
Of mee a graine.
Within this packe pinnes points laces & gloues,
And diuers toies fitting a country faier,
But my hart where duety serues and loues,
Turtels, & twins, courts brood, a heauenly paier,
Happy the hart that thincks of no remoues,
Of no remoues,
Of no remoues.